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Chapter 10

Bri's POV

Deep breathes, Bri. Deep breathes. I told myself as I was walking down the street toward the café. I was so nervous to sit down and talk to Liam… He was so hot, oh, and one of the most popular guys in the world. That's a lot of pressure.

I stopped and surveyed my outfit in the reflection of a shop window. I was wearing a light pink collared, sleeveless dress with small and metallic, gold flower detailing. I had half-calf, brown combat boots on my feet and a skinny matching belt around my waist. My long, gold-blonde hair was hanging straight down my back. Too cute. I took another deep breath, turned and walked down another block toward the café.

I was almost to the café when I passed a small ally way. I stopped again and looked up to the sky and saw big storm clouds rolling in. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the ally and covered my mouth, muffling my scream. My heart was pounding as I was pulled into the narrow space between the two buildings.

"Shh…" I heard a voice say above me. I looked up to find Liam's beautiful face looking down at mine. He smiled and took his hand down from my mouth.

"Uh, what was that all about," I asked him, annoyed.

"Sorry," he said, "There are paparazzi everywhere this morning. We're going to have to go the back way. Follow me." We walked single file down the tight ally. We came to a door in the ally way, and Liam knocked on it to the tune of "What Makes You Beautiful." Oh God. I thought

A large French man opened the door, "Ahh! Liam Payne! We have been expecting you" he said in a thick French accent. He grabbed Liam's shoulders and kissed him on both cheeks. "Bonjour, bonjour, welcome!"

He grabbed my hand and we both stepped inside. The whole restaurant was empty and the curtains in the street side windows were closed.

"We close down the whole café for you like you ask, Mr. Payne, for you and girlfriend." The French man said, motioning toward the main dining room.

I blushed. He closed down the whole restaurant for us? Impressive.

We walked in to the dining room. I looked around the small diner/café. The walls were painted a bright, sunny yellow and there was a huge mural of the Eiffel Tower on the wall in between two large bay windows.

Liam glanced at me and smiled, then turned back to the man. "Thanks, André," He said, shaking his hand.

"You very welcome Mr. Payne. You want something to drink?" André asked us.

"Two coffees, please," Liam said.

"Be right out. I leave you two alone now." He winked and walked into the kitchen.

"Here you go," Liam pulled out a chair at the only set table in the middle of the diner.

"Thanks," I sat down, "You certainly went out of your way for all of this. And this place is so adorable."

"The hard work was worth it," Liam said, his smile growing larger, "I guess I have a lot of explaining to do…"

Adrenaline shot up my stomach, "Yeah, I think so."

Liam sat up straighter, "So I auditioned for the X-Factor…"

We talked for the next hour, nonstop, about his journey on the UK's most popular talent contest, the other boys in the band, their surprise record deal, and their rise to fame. I sat and listened, completely absorbed in his story. I had no idea how hard One Direction worked to get to the top. They weren't just popular because of their looks, marketing skills, and their "boy-band mentality;" they're dedicated and most of all, talented. I had a brand-new respect for One Direction.

"…And now we're in the studio working on our next two singles," Liam finished.

"Wow. That's amazing," I breathed.

"So, enough about me," He took a sip of his coffee and put it back on the table. He looked into my eyes, "I want to know everything about you," he said tenderly.

I smiled, "Everything, huh?"

"Yep. I'll ask the questions and you answer."

I nodded, "I think I can do that."

"Let's start easy," he shifted in his chair, "What's your favorite color?"

"Pink," I giggled.

"Okay, who's your favorite musician?" He winked at me.

"I'm really starting to like that Liam Payne guy… But he's not my absolute favorite," I joked.

"Oh really!" Liam laughed, "Never heard of him. So who is you absolute favorite?"

"Don't make fun of me… but I've loved Justin Bieber ever since I was thirteen."

"He actually a good friend of the band's. He and Niall get along well."

"You're kidding! Niall's the one that eats a lot right?"

"Swear! And yep, that's Niall."

"I feel like such a groupie right now…" I laughed, "Next!"

"What's your favorite place to eat in the US?"

"Well, there's this one place that I love. It's called Shady Maple and they have like a mile long buffet of food. It's amazing!"

"A buffet? You Americans sure like to eat a lot of food."

"Hey!" I said pretending to be offended.

"Okay, here's a hard one…" Liam paused to think, "What is your favorite thing in the whole entire world?"

"Let's see…" I thought for a second, "Times Square during Christmas time. It's absolutely beautiful. I go every year with my best friend Allie. I think it would be even greater with you though…" I said. I drank the last bit of my coffee. When I brought my mug down from my mouth, Liam was staring into my eyes. I met his gaze and melted into his chocolate brown eyes.

I loud clap of thunder made me jump in my chair. Liam snickered at my reaction. Then the sound of pouring rain hitting the roof filled the room.

"Oh great, its pouring outside."

"Welcome to London," Liam smiled, then turned to a sly grin, "I dare you to run around outside in the rain."

I laughed, "Are you kidding me!?"

"Nope," he responded.

I paused, "I'll do it. But… only if you do it with me." I smiled.

"It's on!" Liam pulled a wad of cash out from his pocket and threw it on the table. He stood up and grabbed my hand.

We ran out of the side door into the middle of the side parking lot and instantly got drenched with rain water. "Holy, shit!" I yelled.

Liam laughed, "This is wild!" He picked me up and spun me around. I threw my head back and laughed as he twirled me around in the pouring rain.

He slowly set me back down on the pavement. Still laughing, we looked into each other's eyes. Just like the day we first met, we instantly connected as I looked deeper into his brown eyes. Everything around us faded and it was just us two standing in the middle of nowhere. Our faces became calm, and our laughs turned into small grins.

Liam put his hands on either side of my face and then he leaned down and smashed his lips against mine. My stomach flipped as our lips started to move in sync. I felt him smiling into the kiss when I stood on my toes and grabbed the back of his soaking wet head. His hands moved gently down my back and stopped around my waist. He bent down and picked me up again. I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold myself up. We kissed harder. I weaved my hands through his curly hair and locked myself to him. Rain rolled down our faces.

I pulled away and rested my forehead on his. I released my legs and stood back on the ground. Liam wrapped his big arms around me, and I laid my head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and mumbled something into my hair.

We stood there for a while, rain pounding on our intertwined bodies. I listened to his heartbeat, and felt mine beating against his.

Now this is where I'm meant to be.